JIMIN'S POV

Y/N wrapped her arms around my neck. Her body trembled as she spoke in relief.

Y/N: Thank god...

Jimin: Everything's going to be okay.

I stroked the back of her head until she calmed down enough. Her arms loosened from me and went to her blanket, pulling it up to wipe her tears.

Y/N: When did you get here?

Jimin: I came as soon as class ended. You didn't answer my text and your friends happened to tell me you were crying.

Y/N: They were here?

Jimin: Not inside but they heard you from through the door and told me. They thought I made you cry, those bastards...

Y/N: At least they care about me.

She flashed a quick smile before going into a small coughing fit. I couldn't help but pout as I watched her in such a pitiful state. Even though she hardly ever gets sick, the moment she does, it's like the experience of 10 sick people hitting her at once.

Somehow, I still find her cute like this. Was I always the type to be like this?

Y/N: I smell food...

Her tummy let out a small growl. Yup that is so fucking cute...

Jimin: That's the soup I bought on the way here. I'll go reheat it.

Y/N: Okay, thank you Jimin...

She leaned her head on my chest while closing her eyes. I could tell she was exhausted.

I gave the top of her head a kiss before helping her lay back down then made my way to the kitchen area. The soup bowl spun around inside the humming microwave. I took the opportunity to wash a spoon to use since the place I bought the soup forgot to pack one. They even forgot the napkins...slackers~

The microwave timer went to 1 second left when I opened the door to pull out the soup. I've always hated hearing the beeping noises it made when it reaches zero. I know I'm not the only one who does this.

Jimin: Baby, do you want me to feed you or do you want to do it yourself?

She remained silent to think it over for a moment before she finally spoke up.

Y/N: If you don't mind...Could you feed me?

I happily smiled at her cute response and brought the soup over to the table.

Jimin: Okay, my baby is a baby when she's sick after all.

She shot a menacing glare when I said that.

I picked her up from the bed and brought her to the table, sitting her on my lap.

Y/N: I thought you were going to feed me on the bed...

Jimin: The bed might get dirty if the soup were to spill on the sheets right?

Y/N: Ok...

She made sniffing noises and looked at me directly in the eyes. That was her signal to start feeding her. My gawd I love her so much...

Jimin: I thought you'd be more shy while doing this.

I chuckled while spoon feeding her.

Y/N: You're feeding me soup with a spoon, you're not cumming in my mouth~

Jimin: D-don't say things like that.

I shoved another spoonful of soup in her mouth to keep her from saying anything more naughty.

Y/N'S POV

Jimin's face became flushed while feeding me. I guess what I said was making him feel shy or maybe...turned on. After giving me another spoonful, I noticed that he started to pay more attention to my lips. I don't know if it's because I'm sick so I'm not thinking straight, but I want to tease him so bad.

Y/N: Jimin faster, I'm hungry.

Jimin: H-huh?

Just as I expected, his face turned a brighter red.

Y/N: The soup, hurry up and put it in my mouth.

I pointed at my opened mouth.

Jimin: Right...

He took a semi loud gulp and continued to feed me. Suddenly, I felt his dick harden from under me. Reaching down, I brushed my hand against his bulge.

Jimin: Uh...

Y/N: Want to explain?

I smirked, tracing my finger along the shape.

Jimin: Mm, no, not really...

Y/N: How shameful of you for getting hard while taking care of your sick student. What a naughty teacher you are Mr. Park.

Jimin tried to hide his embarrassment by looking to the side.

Jimin: I-I have no idea what you're talking about.

Y/N: Of course not but since it's already like this... How about you take my sickness from me?

Jimin: What? Okay, maybe your fever is making you act weird.

I leaned my face toward his but he stubbornly kept from meeting my gaze. Impatiently, I stuffed my hand into his pants and fondled him directly. Immediately he turned my direction, grabbing my arm and accidentally dropping my spoon. I giggled as I locked eyes with him.

Y/N: Oh no. How can I eat the soup now? I guess you'll have to feed me something else now since I'm still hungry.

Jimin: You're being really dangerous right now, baby.

Y/N: Mm, am I?

I started stroking him from under his pants, making his dick grow larger and harder.

Jimin: Baby...

He groaned. His hand, still clutching my arm. The more I stroked him, the more his breath grew heavier. He threw his head back letting out breathy huffs, finally giving into me.

Damn he's so sexy...

Y/N: Jimin, I don't want to be sick anymore. Can you take it for me?

He pulled my face to his by my chin, forcefully kissing me. His tongue wasted no time to slide into my mouth causing me to moan lightly. He pulled away, allowing me to regain my breath.

Jimin: Okay, I'll take it from you. Don't be mad if I don't show up to teach tomorrow.

I nodded then pulled his lips back to mine.

I don't know if it was because of my fever...but that was the hottest night Jimin and I had ever spent together.

A/N:

Well that was fun. If only I had the balls to do things like this to my man :') but he'd probably make me feed myself, wrap me up in a blanket and lock me in the room right after I finish eating...sigh~